For every kind of vampire, there is a kind of cross.
THOMAS PYNCHONEverybody gets told to write about what they know. The trouble with many of us is that at the earlier stages of life we think we know everything- or to put it more usefully, we are often unaware of the scope and structure of our ignorance.
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There is no real direction here, neither lines of power nor cooperation. Decisions are never really made – at best they manage to emerge, from a chaos of peeves, whims, hallucinations and all around assholery.
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She thougt of sunrise over the library slope at Cornell University that nobody out on it had seen because the slope faces west.
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My belief is that “recluse” is a code word generated by journalists; meaning, “doesn’t like to talk to reporters.”
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Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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It is simply wrong to begin with a theme, symbol or other abstract unifying agent, and then try to force characters and events to conform to it.
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They plot, they plot, sleeping or afoot they never let up.
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All the animals, the plants, the minerals, even other kinds of men, are being broken and reassembled every day, to preserve an elite few, who are the loudest to theorize on freedom, but the least free of all.
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Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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But with a sigh he had released her hand, while she was so lost in the fantasy that she hadn’t felt it go away, as if he’d known the best moment to let go.
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There was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance.
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Let the peace of this day be here tomorrow when I wake up.
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Some of us are afraid of dying; others of human loneliness. Profane was afraid of land or seascapes like this, where nothing else lived but himself.
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You may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures.
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Despair came over her, as it will when nobody around has any sexual relevance to you.
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Information. What’s wrong with dope and women? Is it any wonder the world’s gone insane, with information come to be the only real medium of exchange?
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